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August's Journal

18/09/2018 [17:20] It has been a useful day, if I squint at it a little. Not everything I wanted to achieve was achieved, but I did manage to file a few incident reports, keep things going here and there, and get my hair cut. I haven't yet managed to get in contact with the person I want to come and attack my lawn/the garden (my hover mower won't now deal with the grass length easily/sensibly), but I may manage that tomorrow.

I think that's everything, if I'm honest. There should have been some racking of servers (by someone else) such that I could start installing them (with Chris watching), but that doesn't seem to have happened. I'll work on the Kickstart files for them tomorrow in lieu of them actually getting moved to the right server rooms and made ready for me.

You know, it really does feel like the back left half of my hair cut is a touch longer than the right... or the hair's sticking up more on that side. I'm not sure which, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning when it's all settled down and have another check then.

17/09/2018 [17:15] Well, I'm back, and I'm well again. Or at least well enough to feel OK. The remainder of Friday was spent at home trying to convince myself I should have come home. It turns out it was a good idea as I was able to get myself into good enough shape to then head to the train station and get myself to Croydon. Rachel ended up getting the same train as me, which was nice. Over the weekend we decided that I wouldn't come to the thing she was doing on Saturday morning/early afternoon, so I stayed home and caught up on reading and some television. I did make myself go for a mid-afternoon run which I thought was pretty fast but turned out it wasn't and I was just low on muscle glycogen. On Sunday we had a bit of a lie-in and then went for a run which ended up by the place Rachel needed to do an hour on a 'stall' for a charity she volunteers with. The run was nice, if a lot slower than either of us was hoping for. Still, it got us out of the house and moving around on a lovely sunny day. It was probably a mixture of us being low on energy post illness, and the bitty nature of the weekend, but I don't think either of us were at the top of our game, emotion-wise. Things should improve now that we're both finally over whatever it was we got. I headed to work at an almost civilized time this morning and was still the second one in the office despite the much later than usual arrival time. Plenty of things have been going on in the the building such that I'm pretty sure by the middle of next month we might have lost two key members of staff in my office and things will become a lot more interesting (read: hard) for me in terms of the things I need to know how to do. Still, I took the opportunity to mention that I haven't had any kind of pay rise other than "cost of living" for the last eight years or so, so if things do get more complicated here there's almost a chance I might get some more money... although I know of at least one person who really deserves that more than me.

I'm going to head home now and see if I can work up the enthusiasm to attempt to mow the lawn. It may be a lost cause at this point with the mower I have, so I may have to pay for a gardener to do it for me this time.

14/09/2018 [12:10] I've been ill for the last few days. I'll spare you the details, but it was all stomach-and-lower related. Rachel came to see me last night, which was wonderful, but then I slept badly on my right shoulder, and my stomach started playing up again over the course of this morning, so I'm going home again. I'll have to see if I have the energy to make it to Croydon for the weekend. I'd really like to go, but it may just be a bridge too far.

In other news, I did almost everything that was piling up for me this morning, which is pretty good. I don't think I've been quite so productive in weeks. If the weekend goes according to plan I'll be with Rachel until Monday morning, doing fun things. Otherwise I'll be home and feeling sorry for myself and for not having traveled, and wondering if I should tell Rachel to have a weekend at home for the first time in a while.

11/09/2018 [17:30] Whatever started affecting me in the early hours of this morning (upset stomache, and feeling very hot), has changed into something that's just left me drained of energy and feeling vaguely unwell. I can't be more definite than that. Having to sit around all day on a course certainly didn't help, either.

Honestly, I've no energy or inclination to write anything today, so that'll have to do you.

10/09/2018 [17:30] Here I am, back again. We had a great time in the south of England, thanks for asking. It started with an overnight in a SnoozePod in the outer grounds of the Eden Project, which was fun, if a little stuffy. The following morning we did the very undulating Eden Project parkrun, where Rachel bested me by a good minute and a half and a bit. I just don't seem to be able to run quickly at the moment. After that we took the train to St. Agnes to see Rachel's aunt, and run a few coastal paths. I had a bit of a depressive turn and wasn't terribly good company for most of those, sadly. Plus I just felt too tired and lacking in energy, which didn't bode well for later on in the week, so that didn't help my mood either. After a day or so there we headed off on a few trains to Weston-Super-Mare where we began our run along the Mendip Ways. West first (the prettier of the two, if I'm honest), and then the East. The first day was around 30 miles, all told. We broke our day up stopping in Cheddar Gorge after figuring out that our maps from 2008, 2009, and 2011 were perhaps a little out of date with regard to the recognised route of the West Mendip Way. That was around mile 20. The afternoon 10 miles wasn't too bad, but had more of the same ups and downs which'd slowed us down in the morning. We were rather glad to take a bit of a short cut at the end of the day to get to our accommodation in Wells for the night. It turned out to be a fabulous place (recommended by Rachel's parents) where we had a lovely meal made for us, but were mortified when the lady of the house came downstairs with our sweaty kit saying that the turn-down maid had said the room was too 'chaotic' for her to work in. We'd only hung it up around the room to air and dry. She ended up washing and drying it for us, which was nice. The following day we decided to leave our bags at the place and wander around Wells, visiting the cathedral, the Bishop's Palace, and the market, among other places. Towards the end of the day we went back, collected our bags, and then took a taxi to the place we were staying for the second night in Wells (although it turned out to be in Wookey Hole). We went out in the dark to a pub for an evening meal and then turned in for the night. The next morning, after a nice breakfast from our host, we got on with the running again and did the bit we'd missed out on on the Tuesday before starting the East Mendip Way in the middle of Wells. This took us by various highways, byways, and through the middle of sweetcorn fields, to Frome. By the time we got there, even after only 20 miles, we were footsore and glad to be stopping for the day. Rachel hadn't eaten all that much so I found us the 'best' curry house in Frome and we set to eating a rather generous set menu offering each. The following morning Rachel didn't feel all that well, so we were very careful in not over-exerting ourselves walking around Wells for the morning and then on the trains back to my place. Rachel had to do some running at Kings Cross to get a ticket and then get on the same train as me (I couldn't wait as my ticket was for off-peak trains only). We ended up on different parts of the train with no way to reach each other, so I couldn't be there for her to lean on when she was feeling bad. We met up on the platform when we arrived, and then cycled slowly and carefully home. On Saturday morning we did a gentle parkrun with Rachel's friend, and then invited her home for coffee and a chat. After that it was all about Rachel preparing food for the evening meal until we had to go out for Rachel's eye test (she's getting long-sighted) and a failed attempt to get her new bike its 6 week servicing. Max and Stacey came over for dinner and then headed off in time to get back to their van before night fell. Sadly, Rachel began to feel a lot iller and had a terrible night of stomach issues. Sunday was then a literal day of rest, although I did do some hedge trimming, and later in the day we cycled very slowly to work to pick up a delivery of sandals (turned out to be too small), and then to Max and Stacey's camp site to see their van. By the time we got home it was about 20:00, so I had some dinner (Rachel was still on toast and water) and then we headed to bed.

This morning I got up when Rachel did, after a better night's sleep, luckily. I headed into work only about 30 minutes behind Rachel and made a start on all the emails and work that'd piled up whilest I'd been away. Unfortunately it was the same morning as some network maintenance, so I had to stop for about 20 minutes while the network went away. That gave me time to pack up all the stuff I was sending back and get labels printed. While I was going through my email I noticed that I'd been put down for some training for today and tomorrow. This was frustrating as not only did I have a lot to do at my desk, the networking for the training session hadn't been set up, so I had to dash around trying to get that working before the session (at a site that takes 10 minutes to walk to) could begin. In the end almost everything worked out and it's now the end of the day and I'm going to go home and collapse for a bit. Once I've cycled home, anyway.